There is no sin to forgive when you kill everyone who would call it a sin
And all the bins overflow with crowns, so nominate us as king
If everybody quits because they suck and death becomes the sound
We'll gladly play monarchs for the day, and rule the underground
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Under the ground
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Rocket belts
Clawing at the moon, monochrome
Vinyl uber alles
Reformations
A pension grift for longing
Blast beats are forever
That's how I like it
That's how I like it
We are the rising death of everything that was and what will be
We are the heaviest fucking thing you'll ever see
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Under the ground
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No fun, no mosh, no mercy
Jaded pose, decades old
Denim zipped up to the nose
There's no joy left in this world
Why on earth start now?
That's what you get for liking shit music
You shit-music liking shit-cunt
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We're gonna crush you motherfuckers
Death metal 'til we die
Fuck peace (you're a fucking pathetic cunt)